New Year's Eve: A NovelCrown, 30. 5. 2012. - 366 страница Part contemporary family drama, part ghost story, this engrossing novel dramatizes the difficult process of letting go of one's childhood to embrace one's new chosen family. This is the story of twin sisters, their children, and an accident that claims the life of one, and leaves the others to find their way away from, and back to each other. |
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... thing?” Dad asked Heather. “Ashes, ashes,” sang Jeffrey. “What?” Heather asked Dad. “All fall down!” Jeffrey shouted. “Sweetheart,” Heather told Jeffrey. “ 'Ashes, ashes,' ” said Dad, “ 'we all fall down.' What kind of a message is that ...
... thing?” Dad asked Heather. “Ashes, ashes,” sang Jeffrey. “What?” Heather asked Dad. “All fall down!” Jeffrey shouted. “Sweetheart,” Heather told Jeffrey. “ 'Ashes, ashes,' ” said Dad, “ 'we all fall down.' What kind of a message is that ...
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... thing about me, or had one fond memory of our past. But here is what I really wanted: I wanted to have these people around me always. I wanted our fights and our speculations, our triangles, duels, and solitary pouts. I wanted us to ...
... thing about me, or had one fond memory of our past. But here is what I really wanted: I wanted to have these people around me always. I wanted our fights and our speculations, our triangles, duels, and solitary pouts. I wanted us to ...
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... thing in our little lives. He is here tonight. He has put us first. We are able to be his hero's welcome, the place he returns to, never unsung. When the dancing is over, Heather and I lean close and whisper, and we run to our rooms to ...
... thing in our little lives. He is here tonight. He has put us first. We are able to be his hero's welcome, the place he returns to, never unsung. When the dancing is over, Heather and I lean close and whisper, and we run to our rooms to ...
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... thing. As I pushed, a nurse held one of my legs up. Wilma, my doctor, held the other. At my back, Edgar held my shoulders and rolled them forward and whispered to me and exhorted. I was the center of the world. There was a small framed ...
... thing. As I pushed, a nurse held one of my legs up. Wilma, my doctor, held the other. At my back, Edgar held my shoulders and rolled them forward and whispered to me and exhorted. I was the center of the world. There was a small framed ...
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... I'm serious, Edgar,” I said. “I've never cared for another living thing.” “How about plants?” he said. “When are you coming home?” “The usual time,” he said. “Okay?” “No.” “I've got students backed up in the hallway,” he said.
... I'm serious, Edgar,” I said. “I've never cared for another living thing.” “How about plants?” he said. “When are you coming home?” “The usual time,” he said. “Okay?” “No.” “I've got students backed up in the hallway,” he said.
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Winter and Spring 1990 | |
New Years Eve 1963 | |
Spring 1990 | |
New Years Eve 1966 | |
Summer 1990 | |
New Years Eve 1967 | |
Summer 1990 | |
New Years Eve 1968 | |
Autumn 1990 | |
New Years Eve 1990 | |
Spring 1991 | |
New Years Eve 1983 | |
Summer 1990 | |
New Years Eve 1964 | |
Summer 1990 | |
New Years Eve 1958 | |
New Years Eve 1991 | |
Acknowledgments | |
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